A/N: I know I haven't updated in a long time. There's not really an excuse, other than lack of inspiration. But I've decided to slowly, but surely, venture back into the Wicked section a little bit.
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Fight or Flight
Elphaba was a fighter.
No matter what anyone said about her, no matter how much it hurt, she held her head high and just came back at them with something infinitely cleverer. At least that's what everyone saw.
Galinda preferred flight to fighting. When stressful situations came her way, she ignored them or ran from them. She envied Elphaba for her ability to face the situations that troubled her head on and get through them, instead of cowering in fear as she so often did herself.
When Galinda became Glinda, it was because she saw firsthand what happens when one does not take action. When one runs from their fears instead of tackling them.
Galinda flew, but was truly stuck on the ground. By facing her problems, not only would she honor her old friend, but she would truly fly.